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I'd post that I'm not a fan of cilantro, but I can't think of anybody here who probably wouldn't have guessed that already. I have an extremely poorly developed palate.

I do like a Japanese restaurant here in town called Domo. With a name like that, you might expect nothing but California rolls and teriyaki chicken. But it's run by a northern Japanese guy who specializes in "northern Japanese rural cuisine". One notable thing about the restaurant - no soy sauce on the table. I was told that adding soy sauce after the dish reaches your table implies the cook doesn't know what the fuck he's doing.

Oddly, the restaurant is mainly a sidelight for the owner - the place is mainly an aikido academy, and many of the students live above the dojo and work in the restaurant.

Lex

That's definitely how "real Japanese chefs" are. Americans are really used to the "variety menu" type of one-stop Japanese food restaurants where the cook isn't really a specialist at any one thing. You pretty much know the place is authentic if they don't leave out a lot of seasonings for you and if the menu is pretty limited to one area of food-- tempura chefs, sushi chefs, teppan chefs etc. are considered totally different training and specialties in Japan, even ramen and udon chefs are separate despite both being noodle soups. So usually restaurants have either ramen or udon but rarely both. If they have both it's like a Japanese Dennys as far as quality.

This place near me with a tempura chef from Japan got (in)famous on yelp for putting this sign up, which they later had cast in metal for outside by the door:

Also at this placed if you asked for a different kind of seasoning salt or soy sauce or whatever... the chef WOULD ask you what was wrong with the way he prepared it and put you on the spot.

I watched this video awhile ago where a bunch of people got together and tried absolutely every pizza combo mentioned in the original cartoon of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. So there's all these college and post-college folks trying to eat anchovy butterscotch pizza, and sausage pizza with vanilla ice cream, and pepperoni marshmallow. I think they found one combination that was decent enough, but at that point, their taste buds might have simply abandoned them.

This is Futaba's entire menu. While they do serve other dishes, they are often ordered as sides for the soup.

Have you ever had Santouka, GC? Despite the fact that many of them are in Mitsuwa food courts, it's frequently ranked as the best ramen in SoCal and I think it's one of the best if not the best chain ramen in Japan.

Everyone but 2 people in my facebook have been around me many times in real life so... for most people I don't think posting a pic is any big "reveal" or making themselves naked. My facebook is almost entirely coworkers, school friends, RL friends and relatives. I would imagine it is for most people. It's not as scary as people make it sound. Somehow people afraid of it make it seem like you get on there and then you have to let every random person who only knows you online come read through all your info and see all your pics.

well, believe it or not, dunno if facebook is like myspace where people can hack into people's private pages and steal photos but from what i saw on myspace, i refuse to believe that facebook is safe like that. especially considering how employers are on there and etc, not going to take that chance again. made an ass out of myself on myspace and being that there's family on facebook, not going to take that risk. would rather keep my craziness a secret. if you hang around me long enough where i get comfortable letting everything out, you'll see that crazy side like how my brother and my homeboy do.

i swear whoever is the lucky guy that becomes my boyfriend is going to deal with what my brother, my homeboy, my mother and etc deal with too. he can't be my boyfriend if he can't deal with me like that. someone really has to like me in order to deal with that. you know, that's one reason why i'm not on facebook spewing my inner thoughts, acting a fool and saying crazy things because people will misunderstand and take them the wrong way instead of just seeing that i'm just being me. they may think that i'm crazy when i'm just joking around being silly because they're used to seeing me in a certain setting, behaving myself, acting normal.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

I think so, but wasn't too much of a fan of it. What ramen is better is debatable. Chin-Ma-Ya was one my favorite.

If anything, Daikokuya is one of my other favorites in little Tokyo. But I still prefer Chin-Ma-Ya.

Chin Ma Ya was my favorite by a mile. Their spicy broth actually was its own broth and not just "here's our normal broth with sriracha or chili oil stirred into it." It's irreplaceable. I really hope they reopen.

well, believe it or not, dunno if facebook is like myspace where people can hack into people's private pages and steal photos but from what i saw on myspace, i refuse to believe that facebook is safe like that. especially considering how employers are on there and etc, not going to take that chance again. made an ass out of myself on myspace and being that there's family on facebook, not going to take that risk. would rather keep my craziness a secret. if you hang around me long enough where i get comfortable letting everything out, you'll see that crazy side like how my brother and my homeboy do.

i swear whoever is the lucky guy that becomes my boyfriend is going to deal with what my brother, my homeboy, my mother and etc deal with too. he can't be my boyfriend if he can't deal with me like that. someone really has to like me in order to deal with that. you know, that's one reason why i'm not on facebook spewing my inner thoughts, acting a fool and saying crazy things because people will misunderstand and take them the wrong way instead of just seeing that i'm just being me. they may think that i'm crazy when i'm just joking around being silly because they're used to seeing me in a certain setting, behaving myself, acting normal.

Well yeah I mean I guess it's possible refuji and I heard someone else say much the same thing to me in private but it's like... it comes down to a point of, why would anyone want to do that just to steal your pictures? That's the way I look at it. There's 1 pic of me up on JUB. What horrible damage is anyone going to do to me with it? And on Facebook like I say it's really just people I know.. to me there's greater risk here at JUB than Facebook, since you can just.. not add anyone you don't trust, and until you add them you can block them from seeing anything on your page whatsoever. Including the pics.

Well yeah I mean I guess it's possible refuji and I heard someone else say much the same thing to me in private but it's like... it comes down to a point of, why would anyone want to do that just to steal your pictures? That's the way I look at it. There's 1 pic of me up on JUB. What horrible damage is anyone going to do to me with it? And on Facebook like I say it's really just people I know.. to me there's greater risk here at JUB than Facebook, since you can just.. not add anyone you don't trust, and until you add them you can block them from seeing anything on your page whatsoever. Including the pics.

well, who knows? you might have a secret admirer, might have someone think that you're hot so they need to save a pic or for masturbation purposes. hehehe but back to what you're saying though, you know what people's motives are. not going to front, i've saved pics of people from time to time for whatever reason. sometimes i have a crush on them so i save their pic for that purpose to look at them and go like :inlove: and other times, i save a pic for the purpose of getting off. sometimes, i think that the person that took that type of pic with themselves with an ass shot or of themselves naked wants someone to wank off to them.

hell, even the people that you trust on facebook can unintentionally get you into some drama. i know one of my homeboys warned us to not tag him in any photos. don't know what the story behind that was about but i get where he was coming from with that. heard about many people getting thrown under the bus because they were tagged in a photo doing something stupid, cheating on their wives, husbands, and etc. that tag option on facebook causes problems. sometimes, people get carried away because they feel like being brave so they toss themselves to the wolves.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

well, who knows? you might have a secret admirer, might have someone think that you're hot so they need to save a pic or for masturbation purposes. hehehe but back to what you're saying though, you know what people's motives are. not going to front, i've saved pics of people from time to time for whatever reason. sometimes i have a crush on them so i save their pic for that purpose to look at them and go like :inlove: and other times, i save a pic for the purpose of getting off. sometimes, i think that the person that took that type of pic with themselves with an ass shot or of themselves naked wants someone to wank off to them.

hell, even the people that you trust on facebook can unintentionally get you into some drama. i know one of my homeboys warned us to not tag him in any photos. don't know what the story behind that was about but i get where he was coming from with that. heard about many people getting thrown under the bus because they were tagged in a photo doing something stupid, cheating on their wives, husbands, and etc. that tag option on facebook causes problems. sometimes, people get carried away because they feel like being brave so they toss themselves to the wolves.

That's the thing-- and it was much the same answer I gave to Johann's concerns about Facebook, what Facebook means trouble for is people doing things they shouldn't be and having a lot of pics taken of it. Yeah, if you ditch work to go to a concert and you let friends put up pics of you smoking pot at the concert and post it and your boss is friends with you on facebook-- you could get in trouble. Same thing with cheating on people.

I chaulk most of that up to stupidity. If you're going to do bad things don't have your mistresses and friends and coworkers added all together-- or don't let them see what the other groups are posting. Or don't do stupid things at all. I will never understand when someone is cheating on their girlfriend or boyfriend with someone else in their extended circle of acquaintances, has their cover blown on facebook from a picture or post or someone changing their relationship status on their profile, and then blames Facebook for it. lmao.

Be more mysterious about it, and make elements of it contradict. That's the recipe.

I guess I should tackle two things here.

First off, my comment wasn't meant as a complaint or poor-me comment. (And for the couple who took it as a go-ahead to diss me via comment and PM, hey, you're welcome. ) It was simply factual, and meant to latch onto the conversation about "people find things out on facebook". I don't have any issue with letting people know all about me there, or in real life. No, I won't go into heavy detail about my job problems, or my depression, or my hemorrhoids, or what have you - not because I'm embarrassed by them, but because I'm guessing that nobody wants to read about them in much detail. But I'll certainly mention them in passing. When I was grappling with depression, my family knew, my friends knew, my co-workers knew, and myspace knew. (Facebook was some distance off.) Again, I didn't post long statuses about it, but I WAS upfront about it.

And I don't want it to sound like people didn't give a rat's ass - they did. I got a lot of support from all quarters. But they didn't treat this piece of information like it was valuable. Because it wasn't. A secret's only worth something if other people don't have access to it. Nobody's whispering to someone else at work that I had a roast beef sandwich for lunch, because anybody who cares would know that. Nobody's whispering to someone that I'm gay, either, for exactly the same reason.

But to address the way it was misread - that I'm uninteresting. Hell, I could've told you that. I have acquaintances that think the government monitors their every move, and if so, I REALLY pity the guy assigned to me. Reading books, watching old movies, listening to movies, jogging in his living room, chatting with friends about all sorts of nothing - you're liable to die of boredom before the first day ends. If my life were a reality show, you'd need six months of tape to get a decent 30-minute episode.

But the thing is - I'm crashingly boring only from the outside. I'm not living my life to be interesting to others. You have to put up with some posts of mine a couple times a day, whereas I'm stuck with myself for a lifetime, with no breaks. So I decided years ago to befriend the gargoyle and try to make him happy. Which is why my life is interesting mainly to an audience of one. And since that guy is really enjoying what's going on, I'd say the life is a complete success.

This isn't to suggest I CAN'T be interesting to others. When I do go out and interact, I usually have a great time, and people tend to invite me back. I've got plenty of friends. I've got people who think I'm interesting and funny and whatever else. That doesn't mean you have to, of course. For all I know, those who think I'm worth knowing just don't know how crashingly uninteresting I am yet, and those who think I'm NOT worth knowing are just quicker on the draw. But however it is, I'm cool with it. I don't mind being boring to you, so long as I'm not boring to me.

So you're basically telling me to allow ample time to pass and value to accrue on showing ass pics?

You have a peculiar way of cutting through the bullshit and getting to brass tacks. Yes, that's precisely my point. However, I'd suggest PMing me an ass pic first, just so I can suggest how much time/value they might conceivably be worth.

You have a peculiar way of cutting through the bullshit and getting to brass tacks. Yes, that's precisely my point. However, I'd suggest PMing me an ass pic first, just so I can suggest how much time/value they might conceivably be worth.

I hope you didn't think I was dissing you. Sure, I misread your comment, in that I read it as a general "venting" as per the thread title as opposed to a response to a specific post. I'd hoped I was committing a rarity, a reversal-of-roles, as it were - actually offering advice to the gargoyle. It wasn't meant as a critique. I'll send you an ass pic if you really think it would help.

Actually, two people made it exceptionally clear they WERE dissing me. And to be completely fair, both of their comments were pretty funny. I wouldn't turn down an ass pic, although I doubt it would "help" in any sense of the term.

I read the inside jacket and back cover and decided to wait for the movie.

It's been optioned. They're thinking of Ricky Gervais in the title role, if he can gain some more weight and stop being so fucking funny. Michael Bay is scheduled to direct, so expect lots of explosions and potty humor.

Originally Posted by sixthson

I was looking through Netflix for gay themed movies and I have to confess that I have very little interest in lesbian love stories. I am a bad homosexual, I guess.

Not only that, but about 99% of gay themed movies are shit...bad acting, directing, story line and the low budget shows.

I was discussing gay cinema with a friend. He says he can't watch or read "straight" love stories as they "simply reinforce heteronormalism and therefore I cannot relate to them in the slightest". I can't say as I love romcoms or anything, but I think I can relate to "falling for somebody" and "falling for somebody you can't have" pretty easily.

after I helped him move into a 4th floor walk-up, I shouldn't be the one who has to reschedule!

tbh, I'm surprised I even kept talking to him after that clusterfuck... he asked if I could help him move his plasma tv, because I have a car and he doesn't (and for obvious reasons, he didn't want to try moving it on the subway or in a cab). the assumption being that I was only helping him move the tv, so I was like sure, we can get it into your new place and go grab lunch together.

I get to the guy's old apartment at 9 am, and the fucker's got a cargo van filled with shit, with just him and I to haul it all up to his new place. if I wasn't such a stupidly nice guy, I probably should have just turned around and drove back home right then and there.

no doubt, he's definitely more "someone to do stuff* with" than the next love of my life; I just can't believe he had the nerve to ask me to reschedule and not even bother to lie about the reasoning.

(*stuff = going out to the movies, catching museum exhibits, etc)

Loki, I'll give you the advice that would be my immediate, consistent reaction to this scenario, and I think should especially be so given that this guy is sorta sidelining you a bit:

Just say no. You don't have to be hostile about it, but just say no, sorry, I scheduled around the original time and if you have another date that night we can just cancel.

Then see what he does. To me the reaction at that point would be critical as to whether or not I completely cut the guy loose.

If you go along with it you're just willingly being a doormat and you'll get treated like one.

I was looking through Netflix for gay themed movies and I have to confess that I have very little interest in lesbian love stories. I am a bad homosexual, I guess.

Not only that, but about 99% of gay themed movies are shit...bad acting, directing, story line and the low budget shows.

YES! I agree. My BF likes to watch these sometimes, and... Ugh. I just cringe. Maybe it would be better if they threw in more gratuitous nudity or something. They're always so stereotypical. Another thing we hate is most of them are subtitled. If I wanted to read, I'd grab a book.

i jerked off just now which makes it twice today. i jerked off twice. first time, i was able to jerk off in less than 30 minutes. second time, it took about 2 hours. that's the typical time for me. thank you zoloft for not stopping me from playing with myself. I WIN!!!! i remember on sunday or monday, forgot which day, i was crying about not being able to get it up and bust off. but damn.... the male stripper and the body building working out in the jockstrap did it. don't think i'm going to do it anymore today. that's enough. tomorrow, i'm going to get it off to some porn. it's been awhile. maybe a week or two since i busted off to some gay porn. haven't seen a few interesting porns out. will download and make space for the other porns i have but weren't able to get off to.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

i jerked off just now which makes it twice today. i jerked off twice. first time, i was able to jerk off in less than 30 minutes. second time, it took about 2 hours. that's the typical time for me.

I'm getting to the point where I'm wanting to watch your jerk-off sessions. Not for salacious reasons - OK, not for completely salacious reasons - but because they sound almost clinical now. It almost sounds like a psychological/sexual research project.

I jerked off early this morning, when I woke up really early. I thought about a guy I think is pretty hot, and whom I've exchanged some words with. I built a longish scenario involving him and me wasting a day together in a large hotel room, and it was a damn enjoyable ride. But I only think it took fifteen minutes.

I'm getting to the point where I'm wanting to watch your jerk-off sessions. Not for salacious reasons - OK, not for completely salacious reasons - but because they sound almost clinical now. It almost sounds like a psychological/sexual research project.

I jerked off early this morning, when I woke up really early. I thought about a guy I think is pretty hot, and whom I've exchanged some words with. I built a longish scenario involving him and me wasting a day together in a large hotel room, and it was a damn enjoyable ride. But I only think it took fifteen minutes.

Lex

Maybe we should work out some kind of royalty deal for this kind of action.

I'm getting to the point where I'm wanting to watch your jerk-off sessions. Not for salacious reasons - OK, not for completely salacious reasons - but because they sound almost clinical now. It almost sounds like a psychological/sexual research project.

I jerked off early this morning, when I woke up really early. I thought about a guy I think is pretty hot, and whom I've exchanged some words with. I built a longish scenario involving him and me wasting a day together in a large hotel room, and it was a damn enjoyable ride. But I only think it took fifteen minutes.

Lex

well, that would be interesting. that sounds like a good idea. how would you go about the experiment though?

speaking of masturbation, when i don't do it, i experience things like withdrawals, get really moody and angry. i'll even say that when i didn't do it, it's what kicked my ocd in full swing. remember it like yesterday, it was january of 2001, wasn't masturbating at all-a self imposed ban, was going through this issue at school with some guy who i was cool with who also trying to try me on some bully bs. one minute, he was trying to be my friend and the next minute, he was trying to be all aggressive with me. between that, not masturbating, having a crush on this guy in the same grade as me where he had class across from me , trying to get interested in girls where i can start dating, get laid with a woman, being in denial of my orientation (it really wasn't bothering me that much to tell you the truth at that moment) and etc, it just caused great anxiety where i started to look at the clock and some thought popped up my head. then it just clicked and i've been fucked up ever since.

i honestly believe that if i had just masturbated like i should have, i would have been better off.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

Refuji, you know I think you are a good man. I hate psychobabble and I hate playing arm chair shrink, but let me say this about your masturbation: I suspect it is one of the few places in your life you feel you have control. You feel controlled by your family because you are dependent on them. You feel you have no control without a job. I think masturbation provides you with an escape from thinking about not having control and and your loneliness. If you are masturbating, you are not dwelling on all that is wrong in your life. It also provides you with pleasure and relief and you probably have very little of that. You are not free to fully enjoy the friendships in your life with the people you love because you can't fully be yourself. The fact that you tend to be so open and honest with us here only reminds you that you are not that way in real life. You will get there.

As an adult, I can now look back on my childhood and better understand some of the things I did as a boy. Long before puberty, I used masturbation to help me feel better about the hell we lived in. For those few minutes of escape, I could forget about it all. If I was alone or singing or pleasuring myself, I felt good. Kind of like the escape of a pleasant dream rather than the usual nightmare.
Or like getting lost in a good book. After puberty, I began to realize I had attractions that were not "normal". Masturbation was not only a way to express my sexuality but it was a source of deep guilt. Because I did it so much, I felt guilty and ashamed all the time. The shame of what I was doing and my attraction to guys caused me to put up walls with absolutely everyone. I consider myself a pretty emotionally and psychologically healthy man today, but I still struggle with trust with people I don't know well. The shame, guilt, fear and walls caused me to mistrust others. When I was 18, I knew the escape and pleasure I sought in masturbation could have been traded for sex with others. I think this would have destroyed me. Literally. All I would have done was to trade one compulsion for another. It would not have been about love. It would have been about me using sex instead of enjoying sex within a healthy relationship.

I'm not telling you that you shouldn't masturbate. I'm just telling you that masturbation is sometimes more than just about masturbating. If you work to understand yourself now, one day, when you find a guy to love, you will be glad you did. I think you have a lot of energy and passion to share with another person and that includes sexually, but until then know thyself.
In the meantime, keep boxing the bishop.

Refuji, you know I think you are a good man. I hate psychobabble and I hate playing arm chair shrink, but let me say this about your masturbation: I suspect it is one of the few places in your life you feel you have control. You feel controlled by your family because you are dependent on them. You feel you have no control without a job. I think masturbation provides you with an escape from thinking about not having control and and your loneliness. If you are masturbating, you are not dwelling on all that is wrong in your life. It also provides you with pleasure and relief and you probably have very little of that. You are not free to fully enjoy the friendships in your life with the people you love because you can't fully be yourself. The fact that you tend to be so open and honest with us here only reminds you that you are not that way in real life. You will get there.

As an adult, I can now look back on my childhood and better understand some of the things I did as a boy. Long before puberty, I used masturbation to help me feel better about the hell we lived in. For those few minutes of escape, I could forget about it all. If I was alone or singing or pleasuring myself, I felt good. Kind of like the escape of a pleasant dream rather than the usual nightmare.
Or like getting lost in a good book. After puberty, I began to realize I had attractions that were not "normal". Masturbation was not only a way to express my sexuality but it was a source of deep guilt. Because I did it so much, I felt guilty and ashamed all the time. The shame of what I was doing and my attraction to guys caused me to put up walls with absolutely everyone. I consider myself a pretty emotionally and psychologically healthy man today, but I still struggle with trust with people I don't know well. The shame, guilt, fear and walls caused me to mistrust others. When I was 18, I knew the escape and pleasure I sought in masturbation could have been traded for sex with others. I think this would have destroyed me. Literally. All I would have done was to trade one compulsion for another. It would not have been about love. It would have been about me using sex instead of enjoying sex within a healthy relationship.

I'm not telling you that you shouldn't masturbate. I'm just telling you that masturbation is sometimes more than just about masturbating. If you work to understand yourself now, one day, when you find a guy to love, you will be glad you did. I think you have a lot of energy and passion to share with another person and that includes sexually, but until then know thyself.

wow, you pretty much figured me out.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

gonna rant about a demon that some guys have in here towards themselves just like i do.

about a year ago, there was a thread where some cute jub members made about being jealous of someone who looked better than them, they were ranting about how they thought they weren't good looking when they had boyfriends, were having sex regularly and etc. i was trying to act like the fake ass life coach where i was like "you guys aren't ugly" and i really meant that shit because nobody in that thread complaining about being unattractive were unattractive to begin with. it was ridiculous. compared to somebody such as myself who really ain't all that good looking, i felt that it was a bit of an insult.

anyways, i dunno if it's because i have my curtains closed now where it's affecting my mood because i've been feeling (not actually crying) but depressed lately BUT i've been looking at myself in the mirror lately. i always do and i'm NOT the biggest fan of my face. i think i'm ugly as fuck and i mean that shit too. really ugly as fuck. around a month and some change ago, i thought that i had a shot because i FELT that i was somewhat attractive. maybe it was just me being delusional because there's times when i daydream too hard where i believe the lie or can convince myself to believe that shit. well anyway, i think and know that i'm ugly as fuck. it actually makes me a bit depressed BUT to tell you the truth, i can live with that. i might struggle with that depression shit but i can live with being unattractive. now that i think about it, i never was attractive to begin with. i'm sure there's more people that will go like "you look okay, alright, or you're ugly" then i'll find folks saying that i look handsome or good and geniunely mean that shit too because i know people who will say that shit to be nice or drop the pity comment because they feel bad for me. it's all good. i'm not mad. i'll take whatever i can get. makes sense why nobody on okcupid wants to date me. when you're black, your chances of getting messaged is pretty much cut in half because for some reason, folks (it doesn't matter if they're white, black, asian, middle eastern or whatever) aren't checking for black men to begin with. if you live somewhere where the search option doesn't give you the people in your area and give you people from 20 miles away, your chances get slimmer. if you aren't super attractive where you have model shots and shit, then you pretty much might as well delete your okcupid profile. okcupid and most of these dating sites are no offense to anybody here is pretty much for white people on some super model shit.

one thing about the closet/you don't have to hurry/it will be bad tomorrow/so brother, don't you worry

Nah, I don't think it's all that crazy. Maybe the right word is a feeling of injustice (moreso if you posted something similar than what they are posting). Part of you knows/believes/thinks you couldn't get away with the same thing while having the same reaction?

That's the thought that came into my head, at least. I feel the same way about some of the people I'm not particularly close to.

Author of Lost in a Dream. If you want to make me smile, read it and tell me what you think.

I dunno. I guess I feel I CAN post the same thing. Well, not the pregnancy part, I guess.

The annoying thing to me on Facebook are posts like "Our four month anniversary, OMG, I love you Shnooky Lumps", I don't care what orientation you are - that's just annoying. And it feels so...phony. I've seen plenty of caring, I-really-feel-for-my-partner posts on Facebook. But many don't come across that way. They read like either insecure reminders - "You still love me, right?! Because I still love you - DON'T EVER LEAVE ME!" - or limp bragging. "We made it to four months somehow!"